God is Mr. People-Prod

If you woke up to a clown gutting you, 

what would you do?

If you woke up and your lover embraced death,

would you too?

If your mom, your best friend, and your spouse had a threesome,

what could be done? 

Would you kill them all, or let them have their fun?

forgive them all or make them run?

Would you go ask a friend a question, hopelessly following any suggestion?

or would you trust no one, suffering mental indegestion?

Being terribly midslead or becoming a cancer to yourself,

which do you choose?

When you develop a fetish for blenders and elevator doors,

it becomes just a little harder to not lose.

And when life's petals turn grey,

it gets just a little harder to not use.

Why would you try to understand someone else,

when you can't even put yourself in your own shoes?

Why would someone else try to understand you if you're not worth it?

Please your own mind not others.

In the end no one gives a s**t.

Even if you're parents died,

not when you commit suicide,

even if you like what Hitler did,

not even if you shot your kid.

So go ahead, make any choice,

it'll never mean you have a voice.

Go make a news article,

that's all you'll ever be.

Go make the splash,

15 minutes of fame is all you'll ever see.

If I were you I'd just indulge in a horrendous amount of drugs and dangerous activity.

So go do it, and don't worry,

We'll replace you.